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A Letter to my Son

Why did you want to hurt me again Why do you want to twist that knife in Your words cut worse than any knife And I'm the reason for your strife I swear I did the best I could I thought I was proticting you like I should I'm sorry I didn't know But I'd ask you everytime you would go But your answer was always no But I know little kids can be frightened And I'm sure that noose he tightened And I don't blame you for hating me For I am mom you see I was supposed to protect you from the monsters But I didn't know it would be my secound step father I didn't know my mom would marry a another one like the first This nightmare was the worst I just wish you could see I tried my very best to be The mother you could always depend on But now your gone You hate me for what was done But I want you to know if I'd had a gun He could of never hurt anyone And tho you hate me I'll love you always I'm mom and I'm to blame anyways
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Written by
Pauline_Morris
51 / F
Published
Feb 24, 2016
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#son#loss#darkness#agony#stepdad#pedophile
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